CHAPTER 0163
Meadow’s POV:
Alaric didn’t stop touching me. Not even while he was driving. His large, firm hand remained on my thigh during the entire ride back.
Feeling a sense of naughtiness overcome me, I took his hand and pulled it toward my core slowly.
Alaric clicked his tongue, refusing to take his eyes off the road. “Baby,” he murmured darkly. “You don’t want to go down that road. I promise you.”
“Why?” I whispered, biting my lip as I stared at his sharp jawline. “You scared you’ll get distracted and get us into an accident?”
“Scared?” he scoffed. His jaw ticked, grip tightening around my thigh. “I know what you’re doing, Meadow” he said, and when he turned to glance at me, his eyes darkened with lust. “I’ll advise you to stop if you’re not ready to see it through.”
A thrill shot through my core, but instead of pulling back, I decided to push even further. Spreading my thighs open, I pulled on his hand again. “Good thing I never listen to you, then.”
Alaric growled, his jaw clenching harder as he turned to glance at me again with a narrowed gaze. We were almost home, but something told me Alaric wasn’t going to let my words slide.
He proved me right when he yanked on my thigh, spreading it even wider. “Not enough,” he said smoothly, and then he raised my thigh and hooked it over his. So now I was halfway across the console with my thigh on top of his. “Better,” he murmured with satisfaction.
My core throbbed with want as Alaric reached for my core, and then froze.
“You don’t have panties on?” His voice was tight.
He was surprised, and he had every single right to be. When Alaric agreed to take me back to the house to see the tether room, he asked me to get dressed–panties on, bra on, matching set preferably. He’d walked out of the apartment to give me space while waiting for me.
I almost did it–Got dressed in matching underwear like he wanted–but after a few minutes of thinking, I decided not to. I decided to disobey him.
I wanted him to get mad, annoyed. I wanted him to punish me.
“No,” I whispered, watching him carefully.
He retracted his hand, taking it up to his jaw and rubbing along the skin like he was trying to rein something in— his control, maybe, or his anger. He definitely looked angry. “Meadow,” he started, keeping his voice calm. “I thought I asked you to put on some underwear.”
“You did,” I murmured, avoiding his stare.
“So, why is your pussy bare, Meadow?”
1/4
A chill shot down my spine at the sound of his voice. It was heavily laced with lust, but his tone remained stern.
His grip on the steering wheel tightened, and his hand found my thigh again, rubbing faint lines and circles along the skin.
“I…I wanted you to punish me,” I admitted, shivering. “For being naughty.”
Even though he wasn’t harsh with his tone, I still felt like I did something really wrong. A wave of guilt washed over me like I shouldn’t have tried to deliberately push him.
Like I shouldn’t have even thought of disobeying him. But on the other hand, my core clenched continuously in anticipation of what he was going to do to me.
“Wanted me to punish you,” he repeated softly, not sounding surprised at all by my answer. And then he glanced at me again just as he drove into the gates of his estate. “I know, baby. But I’ll go ahead and give you a fair warning.” He paused. “This isn’t going to be like other times. Are you aware of that?”
Shaking my head, I answered: “No, I… what do you mean?”
He pulled to a stop in front of the house, fingers still trailing along the skin of my thigh, dangerously close to my center. And then he turned to face me.
Alaric’s eyes flashed. “Agreeing to go into the tether room with me comes with conditions… and rules.‘
He didn’t wait for me to ask what he was talking about before he continued. “The most important one being that you are to listen to everything I say, or else there will be consequences. Real ones.”
My breath hitched. Alaric turned off the ignition, and then trained his dark gaze on me again. “Stay in and wait for me to open the door for you,” he finished, and then he pushed the door open and stepped out of the car.
I didn’t dare move. My chest heaved with every single breath I took, and I watched Alaric turn around the front of the car to my side. He pulled the door open.
I stared up innocently at him from underneath my lashes. “And what are the other rules?”
He smirked. “You’ll find out in due time,” he muttered. And then he hooked one arm under my thighs and the other around my back right before lifting me up and out of the car. Something warm fluttered in my chest and I reached for his shoulders as he carried me into the house, planting a kiss on his jaw.
His lips twitched. “You make this so difficult,” he said huskily.
I arched a brow. “You mean easy?”
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